Genital Exam Memories

During the dreaded genital exam as a child, what memories and feelings stick out most in your mind? For me, I think it was the doctor peering in close as he held open my spread vaginal lips and remarked to my mother (also peering in for a closer look) that i was "growing well", and him remarking on my slight hair growth down there. I remember being not only humiliated, but feeling betrayed in a way because I had no idea that i was going to find myself naked on the exam table with everyone seeing me so exposed. I remember trying to push my self up and off the table at that point, but them my mother holding me down while the doctor continued examining me. That memory without a doubt definitely contributed to my medical fetish today, as horrible as it was at the time.

I remember the sheer trepidation during the abdominal exam, realizing what was about to happen. At any moment, her fingers were about to grip the waistband of my underwear and pull them down to my ankles. I would be completely exposed while this clothed stranger rolled my testicles between her fingers and palpated my penis. Then I would have to stand up and walk naked over to her so she could perform a hernia check. With that, the exam would be complete and I would be allowed to get dressed. She would make small talk with me as I raced to pull up my underwear to protect my modesty.

I'm convinced that my experience at the pediatrician's as I was entering puberty either led to my love of 'playing doctor' or simply revealed my hidden interest.

When I was 11 or 12 I went to the doctor for the annual exam. I remember feeling weird about the idea that he was going to see and touch me naked, like the thought had never occurred to me before and I was anxious. On my back, he reached under the elastic of my underwear and pulled them down and I recall staring at him as he examined and felt my penis and testicles, and I remember that the feeling was very good, wishing he would continue but not really knowing why I was feeling these feelings. He pulled them back up and had me turn over, and that's when my mind began racing, wondering what he would do to my backside.

Again, he pulled down my underwear and my heart began pounding and I remember my blood felt hot knowing that my bottom was exposed to him. And then to my total excitement, embarrassment, and shock, his hands spread my cheeks wide apart for what seemed like an hour although I'm sure it was just a few seconds. He didn't touch my anus but just knowing he was looking at it felt as if he was touching it. I couldn't get this experience out of my mind all the rest of the day, or the rest of my life for that matter.

I remember going home and for the first time looking at my anus in a mirror, touching it, and just trying to figure out these new sensations. Eventually, I would push my finger and other things inside myself and enjoy that feeling, and start to wonder about doing that to someone else, which didn't happen until years later when I met a woman who was equally as anally-oriented and interested in playing doctor. But I think it all started during that exam as a boy. I've wondered if the sensations would have been different if the doctor had been a woman, maybe stronger, because I'm hetero.

I never dreaded it until puberty, when I started having to make prove I could retract my foreskin to the doc. 13 year old me usually got a little erect during the exam, which made it hard to prove. The doc suggesting "deep breaths" didn't help things. She eventually suggested I gently squeeze my testicles to make it subside. What an awkward exchange. That happened twice with two different docs.

A rectal temp was the worst too-- if I'd had anything to eat or drink an hour before the exam it had to be rectal according to the nurse. Having my ass spread and a jellied probe inserted for 60 seconds was horrible.

Still though, these events are probably what turned me onto medfet today.

I suspect many members started having embarrassment with the genital examination at about the onset of puberty. This was definitely true of me. I do not recall genital exams before about the age of 11. In fact, I am not sure I even had them done before that age. By 11, I had seen a fair number of peers naked and had seen boys who were better endowed and more sexually developed than I was. In my experience, guys in the early stages of puberty demonstrate a wide spectrum of developmental differences. Some 11 year olds have penises that look like they belong on 40-year-old men, while others are still infantile. Mine was somewhere in the middle, not exactly infantile but not a mature looking penis at all. I remember the first time the doctor took down my briefs while I was lying on the table and feeling goose bumps all over my body. I was lying there with my briefs just pulled down below my scrotum, lifting my head slightly to watch what the doctor was doing and seeing him pick up my penis and spreading the meatus before going to the balls and doing a thorough palpation before pulling my briefs back up. I was humiliated that he had seen what I had and just knew he was comparing my equipment to other boys my same age. I just knew that I measured up poorly by comparison. I could not imagine a more embarrassing experience, but a couple of years later, it happened. He changed the genital exam to doing it with me standing up, and, instead of just quickly pulling my briefs down for me, he gave me an instruction to slip them down. This made me an active participant in my embarrassment and added the extra aspect of humiliation by adding the order to pull down my briefs. By this time I had already come to realize that the abdominal palpation was the immediately preceding part of the exam. So now I realized that when I was on my back on the exam table, feeling abdominal palpation, that moments away was the embarrassing exercise. I have always shriveled up in penis size and had my scrotum pull up really tight in anticipation of the genital exposure. This made me feel even more inadequate in comparison to my peers. There was also the added embarrassment of having the command to turn my head and cough for the hernia exam. I have always found that to be a degrading command.

I really didn't enjoy going for my exams as a kid. Before I reached puberty, the doctor would examine my penis. I would get hard and have a dry orgasm. The doctor would hold the base of my penis and palpate the shaft of my dick and then feeling the head of my penis and then flicking and rubbing on my frenum. With moments of him doing this, I would have a strong by dry orgasm.

As I got older and reached puberty, he would do the same exam on my penis, but what I didn't like is the fact I would have an orgasm and I would ejaculate and cum would spurt out of my penis...but having my Mother in the exam room while this was being done to me was very embarrassing for me.

He would tell my Mother that my penis was small and I had an issue with premature ejaculation and convinced my Mother in some way to inspect me at home and keep a watch on my "development" & "growth". He gave her some brochures to take home and read (I never saw them or found them in the house) and he spoke to her privately. After that initial visit, every 90 days I would report back for an exam along with my Mother watching and the inspections at home started.

I remember an exam when I was 10 or 11 and the first at a "regular doctor". It began as the exams at my pediatrician with my mother in the room and me undressed to my underpants. I don't ever remember my pediatrician making me lower or take off my underwear, although I'm sure it happened.

It came as a shock when this doctor told me to pull down my pants. i was extremely self conscious and frightened and not anywhere low enough for his liking. He sternly commanded LOWER and I pulled them down almost to my knees. He then did the standard penis and testicle exam when his receptionist walked in the room and gave me a sympathetic smile. It was bad enough being practically naked in front of my mother and this pushed me over the edge. My humiliation didn't end there. After the genital exam he had me get on all fours and spread my ass cheeks for a visual exam that felt like ages.

I know that experience was a huge influence on my fetish.

I never had a pediatrician, just the family doctor who, I guess, was used to do doing more older kids and adults, so I kind of got the full works all the time. I can remember around 6-7 I had a slight pain in my groin so off to the doctor. He started out with all the weight, temp, then asked me to strip totally. So here I am fully nude and asks me to lay back on the table. He's pressing around my abdomen,pelvic area, thighs. He then takes hold of my penis and starts stretching, and pulling asking me with each motion if I felt any discomfort. I said no, so he went on to examine the testicles. As he did this, I told him the pain was sort of near the top. What did I know at this age. All this examining did cause an erection which was very humiliating. He then asked me to get on all fours to do a full rectal inspection. He didn't do a dre, but was rubbing his fingers all over my anus, looking for something. Through this whole exam, mom was right there. Nothing she hadn't seen already, but on all fours was the most humiliating part. Now, it is my favorite position for dre, prostate massage and enemas.

The first time, I can hardly remember. I think around age 10 or 11, I knew to expect them and certainly by then or age 12, I would get a little excited. 13 and 14 were awkward because I got hard, and that was a bit embarrassing. But always turned me on at the same time. By 15, I had the thought that pediatricians save that until the end because it's the best part?

Nothing memorable comes to mind until I was in my very early teens. By then I knew that after the abdominal exam comes the genital exam and this thought alone got me aroused and erect, so when the briefs came down, my erect penis came out. I was totally mortified. The doctor said nothing about it at all, and I think that if he had said something like that it was a normal reaction, or don't worry about it, or it happens some time, then I think it may then not have been such a traumatic experience for me. By saying nothing at all, though, he just made me feel shame, that I was abnormal, and a bad person for letting something like that happen in the first place.

My memory that sticks out the most has tobe my first gential / hernia check ever It had been years since I had a physical and had no clue something like this even happened. I was 12 or 13 at the time in the middle of puberty and I needed a physical for camp if the memory serves me correctly I know the exam was done by a young nurse practitioner who I found to be quite cute. The whole exam I was pretty much in my shorts with no shirt so really no big deal. Then she said to me lets check your plumbing out and I was like ok. She said hop off the table which I did and just stood there. She put on some gloves turned around I believe thinking I would already have dropped my shorts but to be honest I had no idea what she trying to do. So she then asked me to lower my shorts which I did leaving my underwear in place and thats when she realized I had no idea what she was trying to do. So thats when she informed me she needed to take a look at my penis and testicles. I kind of blindly lowered my underwear and she came over and grasped my penis which pretty much got me erect almost instantly. I could feel my cheeks flush bright red. She chuckled and said well I see that works just fine and then said dont worry it happens which didnt really do anything to relieve my embarassment. She continued on with my testicles and the hernia check and finished up and I just stood there with my erection. It was probably another 30 seconds of me standing there when she said I could pull my shorts back up.

My doctor always had my parent leave the room before the exam.

The rule in my doctor's office was that any children under 15 had to have a parent present during the exam, which in my case was always my mom. I guess because she spanked me bare bottom often until age 14, having my genitals exposed during a medical exam did not bother me that much. I do recall not liking a male doctor touching my genitals so as an adult, I very much appreciate having a female doctor.

I never really dreaded the genital exams when I was in my pre-teen years, perhaps because we had a casual attitude about nudity around the house when I was growing up and maybe a bit naive about such matters. It was only the exam when I was fifteen (I've told the story before) that I was dreading the genital exam.

I think my first one was when I was 7. At that time I has really scared of going to the doctor. I did not like how he touched my privates because my mom always said privates were private. At that time I had to get examined for school. So I was taken to the doctor and he did all the normal stuff.then we suddenly pulled down my underwear. I did not like that so I struggled. He had to get my guardian to come in to hold me down. My guardian then told the doctor that I have been having

Peeing problems and that I always felt like I had to go.so the doctor had to have a catheter put in me.it burned a lot and I did not like that. He then did the testicle exam and foreskin thing

The 2 memories that stick out most in my mind from when i was a child were the one year i had an erection when asked to "drop your pants please", and the one year i hesitated upon that command, and the doctor had 2 tell me twice. I could sense he was starting to get angry, which made me more uncomfortable.

Back then i only recall a hernia check, but no physical manipulation of my genitals. Being exposed was really uncomfortable for me. I've gone through most of my life, reluctant to be nude in front of other males, avoiding so at all costs.

As I just came across this old post, fast forward to now, some 3+ years later. Where I've now had several sexual encounters with older males. (no anal of course)

All genital exams are memorable to me, even when I was younger. I don't remember going to my pediatrician for annual physical exams, just for illnesses. But I remember even those exams made me feel nervous and excited. Just the thought of going to the doctor gave me the tingles. Every time I went to her was always the same, she would start the exam with my shirt already off. After lying down and completing the abdominal exam, she would unfasten my belt and pants and unzip them all the way. She would then lift the waistband of my white briefs with one hand while she would feel around just inside with the other hand. She would always stop just before actually touching my genitals. And then the exam was over and she would leave me lying on the exam table naked from the waist up, pants slightly lowered and wide open, underwear showing, and my head spinning in a slight state of euphoria.

And then it all changed when I was 10 and needed a sports physical for school. I had the same nervous excitement when we went to the group physical at the doctor arranged through school. When I got to the last station and the doctor that was seated just in front of me told me to pull my pants down to my knees, I did. Sure, I was nervous and it was embarrassing to be standing in front of him in my underwear, but not that much more than I was used to. At least I had my shirt still on, and the new doctor was a man instead of a woman. I remember being curious why he was putting on rubber gloves when he looked at me said, "Don't be shy, underwear too". All emotions and feelings that I had at that moment were instantly turned up to 11. Nervous, scared, embarrassed, excited, curious, shocked. Then he gave me the order to turn my head and cough. Humiliation. I was completely overloaded, I don't think I could have told you what my name was at that point.

But afterwards looking back at the memories I got very excited and curious. I started imagining the doctor doing that to my classmates, especially what he did to the girls. I knew boys and girls were made different, but didn't exactly know how physicals were different. I pictured the girls standing in front of the doctor with their pants pulled down and the doctor sticking his fingers up inside them. That's when I wanted to be a doctor when I grew up.

The next year my female pediatrician gave me my sports physical. It was completely different than my first physical. I was in just my underwear the entire time. After the abdominal exam she raised the waistband and stuck her other hand in my underwear like usual. But this time she didn't stop just above my genitals. After feeling along the sides of my scrotum, she grabbed my waistband with both hands and lowered the front of my briefs exposing my genitals and just looked. It felt like an eternity but I'm sure was only a few seconds. I was so embarrassed, that's when I decided I could never go back to her again. I knew I could never look her in the eyes again.

Two years later, when I was 13, and apparently puberty was in full swing, I had another physical from a male doctor at my parents internal med office. Just knowing what was to come made me extremely nervous and excited. The instant the nurse told me to get undressed down to my underwear I got an erection. When the doctor told me to lower my underwear for the hernia exam, it sprung out and pointed straight ahead. I was mortified. I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me right then and there.

Physical exams (actually, any visit to the doctor) are a love /hate relationship with me. Always have been, probably always will be. Just thinking about going to the doctor or even making an appointment is when the nervous excitement and anxiety starts with me. Walking through the front door of the office, in the waiting room, undressing, sitting on the exam table, and actually being physically examined. These are some of the key moments while they are happening that I really dread and that makes me nervous and embarrassed. However, after it's all over and it's just a memory, I get really excited and horny thinking about it and reliving the moments in my mind. The smallest details are what really get me going. Like the instructions to get undressed, or how to move and position my body during the exam. I have always loved it all.

When the doctor told me to lower my underwear for the hernia exam, it sprung out and pointed straight ahead. I was mortified. I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me right then and there. .

I would say that happened to many of us boys entering puberty.

I was born and raised in Brazil but moved to the US when I was 19.

I don’t remember as a child having my genitals examined. I do remember having to dip my penis in an iodine bath after I have my paraphimosis procedure done. I was very young but from what I do remember, I did like to be exposed and having to do that or having my mom or whichever care giver supervise or help me do it.

I also had inguinal hernia surgery done but don’t recall much of the examinations or the post op other than looking down and seeing the tape over the incisions afterwards.

My first genital exam and rectal was when I was 19 or 20. I was dating a girl at the time who didn’t like that my penis is curved downward like a banana. She was abusive mentally anyway, which I didn’t realize at the time, but it was such that I had the balls to talk to my mom and dad that I wanted to see a doctor about having surgery to correct it.

So I went there and talked to the guy and he was good. Asked me why I wanted and tried to tell me not to do it because if I was not in pain having sex there was no reason to. Then he said the surgery could impact size some, which was very convincing about me not getting it done.

He then said that seeing I was there might as well get checked out. He took me to another room where my dad was not at, and checked me for hernia standing up, had me cough. Then pulled out the stirrups and asked me lay down and put my legs on it.

He checked my prostate and at that moment, there exposed, with a finger up my ass, I became a Medfetter.

Then when he was done poking around as I was still laying there, exposed, he checked my penis, pulled back the foreskin and checked things out.

Now living in the US I’m yet to find a doctor who would give me a rectal examination on stirrups.

My most recent physical exam did not include a genital exam unfortunately, but several months before that I went in about a rash that was all over my groin and inner thighs. Had to strip completely from the waist down and wait with a drape over my lap for a good half hour almost until the doctor showed up, we chatted a bit and I pulled the drape off for him to inspect the rash area. The amusing thing was, after the drape was pulled off, the doctor threw it away in the trash and we ended up chatting for a bit after his exam, all the while with me still sitting there with nothing on but a shirt -- no pants or undies. That was kind of fun, just shooting the breeze with someone while being completely exposed down there.😉

BenDover, your experience(s) completely capture the very essence of my medfet experiences and desires, and expect many of the rest of us as well. Just wish I'd had a female doctor as an adolescent.

BenDover, your experience(s) completely capture the very essence of my medfet experiences and desires, and expect many of the rest of us as well. Just wish I'd had a female doctor as an adolescent.

Awesome, I'm glad you could relate to my memories the way I do.

At the time, I absolutely hated having a female doctor. It was sooo embarrassing! Now however, I wish she would have given me way more physicals!

At the time, I absolutely hated having a female doctor. It was sooo embarrassing! Now however, I wish she would have given me way more physicals!

Roger that, BenDover!

At the time, I absolutely hated having a female doctor. It was sooo embarrassing! Now however, I wish she would have given me way more physicals!

My oncologist in 1981 was female, almost exactly my age and very good looking and friendly (and competent, I am still here, right?) During the course of my post-operative treatments, she performed quite a number of exams, including checking all those potentially nasty lymph glands in the groin, which meant full nudity from time to time and exams that were as good as a genital exam, but somewhat abbreviated.

Anyway, I was enamored of her at first sight. Not embarrassed at all. She was also a gynecologist and the first consults and check-ups were done in her office which doubled as her gyn exam room, complete with gyn chair and all. That also helped in my good impression of her.